Category Archives: Poetry

The Cursed German born 11th November 1918 (3)

Posted on January 27, 2015 by odeboyz

How blessed am I, born in 1945 In Germany, a land of social justice A land of peace and law- abiding people A land without hurricanes, without volcanoes A land without child soldiers, without revolution. How blessed am I, born … Continue reading →

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My regression story: 2 The ship.

Posted on January 20, 2015 by odeboyz

A ship, a berth, a stinking bed, thrown in that place to lie. But no I wished to my sweet lord can this be truly I, A splitting head, a far-seen keg, a timbered waiving sky. Strange creaking; wind; and … Continue reading →

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The Cursed German, born 11th November 1918 (parts 1 and 2)

Posted on January 13, 2015 by odeboyz

(1) 1918: defeated now Born a cursed German boy Soon a warrior. (2) Born a warrior Vengeance is my mission Patriot killer (Chris)

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My Regression Story: 1

Posted on January 6, 2015 by odeboyz

Many years ago I became interested in all sorts of weird stuff. I had tried spiritualism and séances and was impressed by a TV programme on hypnosis and people regressing to a previous life. Well, that very night I decided that … Continue reading →

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Country Scene

Posted on December 16, 2014 by odeboyz

An intermittent gentle breeze Softly tumbles old autumn leaves Down the quiet dark lane Only to twirl and swirl In a timeless stricken dance. The young fox – nose up sniffs the changeling air Intent ears ever alert Searching the … Continue reading →

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The Old Kettle

Posted on December 2, 2014 by odeboyz

Our old Kettle Was almost part of Our black iron coal range In the kitchen. Its trusty companion A china teapot Decorated with festooned roses Waited in expectation. So many times The old brass tap Over the corner sink Filled … Continue reading →

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CRY!

Posted on November 25, 2014 by odeboyz

In Finnegan’s eyes you dare not see beyond what throbs in there Nor when the Guinness lonely nights rent hugged hard fistful sheets Thoughts as daggers wrench at his constant pain Made worse by such short sentenced timeless loves Stretched … Continue reading →

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Leisure

Posted on November 25, 2014 by odeboyz

What is this life, if full of care, We have no time to stand and stare No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where … Continue reading →

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Thrill

Posted on November 18, 2014 by odeboyz

God saw a man on top of the hill. And said, in voice so shrill, “That’s the man I want you to kill. It’ll give me a great thrill”. “Killing is the American good- bye God kept talking, “I hope you … Continue reading →

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In A New Young Lovers Dawn

Posted on November 11, 2014 by odeboyz

A world past In weeks and years, They slipped by So ephemeral. How many thoughts What words were whispered? As the dance of life lingered fleeting Soft in the pillow case lace. Did I remember the love The tender smiles … Continue reading →

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